EPOCHS

Chapter 67 End

“I received marriage and marriage Alisha Nimitia Sagita bint Anton Soedirdjo with dowry a set of prayer tools and a gold ring weighing fifty grams paid in cash!”

“How are the witnesses? Valid?”

“Sah!”

“Alhamdulillah.”

Plong, one word I can describe right now. Thank God, I can still watch the wedding of my eldest son, Alief Arzanta Dirgantara.

Gratitude, haru and happiness come criss-crossing into the recesses of my tribe. Yes, even though there are some things that at any time can make my heart sound just like that. But I don't want to talk about this, let me be happy to see my son has the status of a husband.

“Alief, papa child, congratulations ya dear. Remember the message you have sent to you. Apply it in your married life. Hopefully, this can be a guideline for your relationship.”, I told Alief during the sungkeman procession. My tears are flowing, and so is Alief.

“Siap, papa! Alief will do his best for Alief's wedding. Alief asks for his blessing from papa.” baju Alief firmly. I nodded quickly.

“Papa always pray for you!” I said before finally Alief alternated with his in-laws.

“Please pray blessing, yes, pa? Pray that our wedding will be a warohmah.” said Alisha, a doctor who is now my daughter-in-law. Alisha is a kind, patient and understanding girl. His friendly nature and what it is, made me approve of his relationship with my son.

“Iya, Cha, papa pray for you. Follow what Alief said, huh, son? Be a submissive wife with a husband, whatever his condition. And, accompany Alief wherever he's assigned!” I said softly while smiling thinly.

“Siap, papa!” alisha said softly and firmly.

All right, done it. I covered for a moment, staring from afar at the happiness approaching my son. Of course, I'm happy.

A little unexpected, Alief is an adult now. He grew up to be a man of dreams. His indifferent nature, judes, though soft inside, yes, Alief bequeaths all my nature. The difference is, during adolescence to adulthood, Alief never hurt women. Unlike me, even I've hurt two hearts at once.

Alief has never dated either, and Alisha, the first and last girl in Alief's life. Yeah, I hope so!

“Pa, eat yuk, don't be hem-diemaned continue. Not good in sight!” exclaimed a girl and successfully broke my daydream. Ah, this kid, always been a troublemaker!

“Run, don't you see papa again sad? I'm even being invited to eat anyway, naaaak!” I said softly while gently touching her arm. Aruna laughed a little.

“Once papa bengong continues ah, Aruna does not like to see her. Where would he be a general? Try lakin now!” baju Aruna.

“Ready!” I said firmly ala-ala Army. We laughed together.

Aruna Aritama Dirgantara, my only daughter. Aruna was born when Alief was five years old. His presence brings both happiness and sorrow to me. First I'm glad I finally got a daughter. Kinza has given it right on my birthday. No coincidence, everything was planned by God. Therefore, the birthday of Aruna and I together.

Second, the feeling of destruction immediately hit my soul when I saw Kinza's body stiffened. My wife died ten minutes after Aruna was born. Happiness immediately changed with grief that I still think to this day.

Actually, Aruna is my third child. Yes, Kinza had a miscarriage while pregnant with our second child named Aluna Sagita Dirgantara. I'll tell you this story later.

It had been almost twenty years that Kinza had left the life of the world. Leaving me, Alief, and Aruna. We, moreover I have to spend the rest of my life without the affection of a wife. Without a warm hug, a sweet kiss, and a thrilling smile. I admit, I was lonely. Sometimes, I go to Kinza's meal, pour out all the things that my son and I have been through.

Besides, Aruna and Alief never let me readiness. Both of my super duper kids were able to fill the emptiness of my heart. Yeah, although it's not the same as Kinza did. But a little can make my heart cool.

“Paaa, is dumb again! Papa why the hell? Kangen, yes, same mama?” aruna is one hundred percent right.

“Ah, no, papa moved to see your Mamas get married. Papa's girl when's her next?” reply me ignorant while turning around to ask. Aruna was silent for a moment.

“Ih, papa what the hell. Aruna hasn't finished college, hasn't worked yet, doesn't have any money of her own. Don't want to get married first! Aruna is still single!” elak Aruna's. I laughed softly.

“Yakin Single Aruna? Who was the guy who was carrying you, huh?” my temptation is getting nosy. Aruna pouting. “That's ojol papaaaa!” aruna was upset. Okay all right, finish this.

“Ha ha ha, let's eat.” said I finally relented. Aruna pulled my arm slowly, and we headed to the food stand to fill the empty stomach.

Baby, can you see? Can you hear the conversation between me and our daughter? Oh, I am truly grateful to have a truly good, obedient, and meek child. Aruna grows up to be a cheerful girl, though, sometimes Aruna complains of wanting to see your real face. I can't give it to Aruna. But I always told her, “Mama is very pretty, like this Aruna. She's a spoiled girl despite being an adult. For papa, mama is a cheerful bearer, just like Aruna. So, if Aruna misses mom, then look in the mirror. Look at Aruna herself. There Aruna will see mama.”

Honey, pray for me from there, will you? Strengthen me so that I can keep Aruna until there is a man ready to replace me. Pray for me to be a good father and mother to him. Pray for me, to always be able to endure all your longings. I love you Kinza, I love you so much.

...---...

Tonight, the Sword Pora ceremony will take place at the Megantara Lanut Atang Sendjaja building, Bogor. Alief service in the rainy city, happened to find a mate there. This wedding took place in the city.

Alief is so dashing with PDU uniforms. Several brevets of prowess, as well as various achievements were successfully achieved mounted on Alief's left chest. Just like my wedding day, the difference is, Alief wears a blue uniform and I wear a moss-green uniform. Air force alien, I'm army.

While Chaca, or Alisha. The girl was wearing a baby blue dress. Her hair is on a bun and a small crown is on top of her. Really, a very nice couple. Alief is handsome, and Alisha is beautiful!

Honey, do you remember this moment? This is a moment that may be desired by some people, especially women. We used to do it, but not with love. But now I realize how happy it would be if we could repeat this moment. I always hoped it would happen, carrying out the Sword of Pora ceremony with all my heart and immense love. Now, I can only be silent as I look at our son who will walk on the red carpet so gallantly. In addition, there is a beautiful woman who owns Alief's heart. They're really compatible, just like we used to be.

“Aruna wants also like that.” said Aruna suddenly. My head reflexes looked towards the girl dressed in the family batik.

“Later papa find the match of the officer, so I can like gini.” reply me spontaneously. Aruna laughed a little. “But don't match, pa! Aruna does not want.”

“If you can find it yourself, yes, you will not match. If you can't, yes forced to have a matchmaker.” answered me nosy. Aruna rolled her eyes with a puff.

“Papa nantangin Aruna? Aruna can find their own partner, which fits the criteria of Aruna. Even papa will really like the choice of Aruna!” decak Aruna is upset. I smiled thinly.

“Bby, let Aruna her nyari spirit, ha ha ha.”

“Udah ah, papa very restful nih. Aruna in godain keep!” racau Aruna is upset. Yeah, yeah, yeah, I love it when I see him like this.

“Joking yes dear, the couple's business is up to you. The important thing is that he is a responsible, kind and loyal man.” my body ends the conversation.

The sound of gunfire rang out loud, it was a sign that the ceremony was about to begin. Two rows of soldiers, each consisting of six men, had already entered the ceremony. Called by the commander of the army, they then marched into a hallway with swords drawn up to form a roof. Slowly, Alief and Alisha began to walk, passing through the gate of the sword that had many meanings. Seen, Alisha's smile develops despite looking a little nervous. And Alief, that guy's flat-faced but serious-looking. This kid!

Decak awe sounded from the lips of the people who participated to witness how solemn this event. Each of them filmed the wedding moments of Alief and Alisha. To be remembered all the time.

Alief, may God bless you!

...---...

I parked the car near the funeral of the late Kinza. This afternoon, Aruna and I visited Kinza's tomb. Alief and Alisha are coming, too, but they'll follow.

“Mama should still be here. It's all because of Aruna, isn't it, pa? Mama died because Aruna was born into this world, right?” ask Aruna. His face looked lethargic and bent.

“Eh, Aruna talk what the hell? It's God's destiny, son. My mother left because God loved her more. Not because Aruna.” reply I tried to calm Aruna's heart.

“Papa can tell me the chronology of my mother's departure? Aruna is already two-headed you know.” cecar Aruna while awakening me. Oh my goodness, I forgot. Today Aruna is twenty years old. That means I'm having a birthday too. Not only that, today is also the day that Kinza left me exactly twenty years.

God, I didn't think I'd make it this far. Educate both hearts to become a very good person. Strengthen my heart and body, O God. So that I can deliver Aruna to the right man. My mind was stirring as I looked at Aruna with a fixed gaze.

“If papa doesn't want to tell me it's okay. Aruna understands the feeling of papa, forgive Aruna if you continue to force papa.” said Aruna merrily without glancing at my face. I rubbed his back while smiling faintly.

“No, now also papa tell me the same Aruna. Aruna is ready?” ask me gently.

“Siap always papa!” reply Aruna steadily. How's now? Can I tell this to Aruna? Can I remember the heartbreaking events that so broke my heart?

I took a deep breath, calming my mind and heart first. The right words so as not to offend Aruna. And of course, give a pause so that I can be better prepared and steady before saying all of it. All right, I'm ready now!

The flashback

During the day, Kinza and I were in one of the malls in Jakarta. Celebrate my birthday while shopping for supplies for our baby later.  After everything is ready, our intention is to rest and perform Dzuhur prayer even though it is on the way, yes, it is okay to start the mosque first.

I saw Kinza a little exhausted with an enlarged stomach despite being only eight months old. That's a sign the baby's fetus is not ready to be born.

Many people say, the baby will be ready to be born when the womb is seven or nine months. ‘Lho how eight months is not mentioned?’ So like this, at the age of eight months, the content becomes young again. Not that it shrinks, just that it is not ready to be born, unless it is born prematurely. It might happen because I don't know much about pregnancy.

What made Kinza die? What's the relationship? Kinza was born at eight months old? Or was he in an accident?

Yes, the questions from the various parties are all right. Kinza was in an accident and had to give birth at the age of eight months. Can you imagine? How was the pain that Kinza felt back then? Also, how did I feel when I witnessed such a heartbreaking event in my life. Really, it hurts a lot! Very-very ill.

I watched firsthand how my wife's tiny body got hit by a car while it was near the parking lot. Kinza fell down after getting a bump on the back of his body. The girl saved me, because quickly her hands pushed my body which also bounced. 

For a moment I was still stunned, not realizing what happened to my wife and child. Also, my consciousness is following tergoya. Because the impact on my head was also quite tight. Until a while later, the area around me was crowded with people as well as various officers. Until I can't see my own wife's condition.

There was nothing I could do, I just felt my body being lifted up and put in an ambulance. Kinza? I don't know how things are going.

...---...

I do not know how long my eyes closed, when I realized I was in a room all white and blue. I'm sure one hundred percent, this is a hospital. Why am I here? And Kinza? Yeah, God! Where's my girl?

“Sus, where is my wife, huh? How is he?” ask me worriedly about the nurse on duty.

“Pardon me, my wife is in the operating room. Today also must be immediately done labor because of heavy bleeding.” reply sister earlier. Immediately I was still confused, labor? Isn't there a month before the birth? I don't know, I don't know.

“Can you show me where the room is? I want to go there.”

“Good sir, let me inter.”

I started to walk where the nurse was going. My head is still a little frown, yes understand, the impact on the head is still so obvious.

Even with my heart, the anxiety, the worry and whatever it is fills him up instantly. Especially when passing through the hallways of the hospital that is so dark. Not that she was afraid, I was just worried about Kinza, afraid she was wondering why, and what worried me even more, it turned out that Kinza was not in the delivery room, but in the operating room. Yeah, like the sister said.

“Sorry sir, please go inside. The operation is complete and the father's child has been born.” said a doctor who came out of the room. I gasped a little, so my son was born? So I hurried into the room. I can't wait to see my wife and my son.

The first sight I saw was, when Kinza was lying limp. Sweat flooded the girl, not least some red stains on the tools beside her. Ah, it must be an operating device.

“Mas?” call Kinza lirih. I then approached him, kissing his forehead as well as his hands.

“Mas our daughter, as you want.” said her enthusiastically.

“I have already granted your request, so, now you can kabulin my request?” the stupor confused me. I nodded quickly.

“What dear? What can I do for you? I'll definitely do.”

“Jaga our son mas, sorry, like his I can not accompany you until the end of life later. And it looks like my age will not be long.” reply Kinza Iirih.

“No baby, you have to hold on, huh? For me, for our son. Please don't talk like that.” replied me sobbing.

“No, I am not strong. It hurts so much, Mom. Please, I'm asking for your help, dear son. I want to see before I finally close my eyes for good.” Boduh Kinza while enduring pain. My tears can't be stopped. How can we let those we love go forever? How could I? God, why is this so painful?

I took a deep breath while stepping foot into the baby box. Clearly, I could see a beautiful little baby. It is so beautiful and very similar to Kinza.

From a distance, I also looked at Kinza who was smiling weakly towards me. Again and again I could only take a deep breath. Slowly, I shouted Adhan with tears in my eyes. I occasionally glanced at Kinza who was again smiling towards me. Really, this very happy moment is also very painful.

When I finished, I went straight to Kinza. He heard the breath of him who was hunting, like a man who was dying. Oh, my God, Robbi, should Kinza leave so soon?

Kinza's entire body was flooded with sweat, even with tears and wheezing breath. Then I brought my face to the side of Kinza's.

"Asyhadu an laa ilaaha illallaahu, wa asyhaduanna muhammadar rasuulullah.” said I while driving Kinza to say shahada. It was heart-slicing to see Kinza taken his life.

“Ass—syhadu an—an laa ilaa—laha illallahu, wa—wa asyhadu—nna mu—muham—madu rasu—rasulla—aah....”

Tuuuuuu....

“Innalillahi wainnailaihi rojiun.” said me while kissing Kinza forehead for the last time.

My cries echoed, filling the entire room. Likewise with the tiny baby who has just been born into the world. Some doctors were also nurses immediately rushed, but the results were nil. My beloved wife has to leave the world today.

“Goodbye my dear, may you be juxtaposed with the beloved of God. Thank you for being present in my life, bringing cheerfulness and filling my niche. I've always loved you, Kinza.”

Flashback off

“Tes” one drop of water came out of my eyelids. It was like entering another world that day. My pain is back.

“Aruna dear papa, sorry for the presence of Aruna, yes pa?”

“Suuuutt, Aruna can't say that. This is all papa's destiny. What Aruna should know, mom and daddy dear Aruna. And mama left not only because of Aruna, but because of God's will.” reply me while hugging Aruna's body. My cry instantly exploded, shedding all the void and pain I felt for twenty years.

Yes, this is the end, the sad ending also divides me and my children. I believe God already has the best plan for us, even though it comes in a way that we don't like.

I have a lot of stories to tell later. For now, let sorrow fill the recesses of my heart. I was broken and not okay.

...End...

Impressed hanging, but I want to make the story like this. Surely you many are wondering, why the ending gini anyway? how to hang? how did Kinza die again?

Don't be disappointed, my friend, I deliberately made a groove like this. Indeed, the concept I have made from far away. Kinza had to return to God's bosom early. Because, the sequel I have made on wp titled SEMPIRNAL. For the curious, yuk check into my account at wp *promoti🤣

See you temans